Weaving a tapestry, words
hidden dimly as in various
hued amber pieces softly lit
traversing night scenes a
spector to all and to none
entering realms destined,
forbidden in the light
Laced within patterns of
meaning softly woven as a
cocoon holding a brilliant
treasure illuminated colors
phantasmagorical prisms as
sun shining splendid to
those whose eyes embrace
© June 2011 Renee Espriu
reneejustturtleflight.com 
Wonderful choice of words that seem to fly and float as your butterfly depiction.
Great piece!
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Am totally mesmerized !! I guess I see your words fluttering like these butterflies … 🙂
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this is so very beautiful and appropriate for creative works. their beauty, meaning depends on the beholder.
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The words you have weaved are as beautiful as the picture you have posted with your poem! 😀 Nice work my friend!
Chloe xx
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Renee, both the image and your words made me smile. It’s like you jumped in the deep end of lovely and emerged with all sorts of colorful, friendly thinks stuck on you and then you rolled all over the paper!! An absolutely joy and a peaceful poem. Loved it, and thanks. We need all the beauty we can get, right? Amy
And now a funny one for you:
http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/06/15/v-is-for-vile-yet-vapid/
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Beautiful image, beautiful poem.
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Beautiful Renee, absolutely beautiful.
Pamela
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